| Born in Grenada, Mississippi, U.S.A
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| But I’m splittin' town this afternoon and a-headin' for L. A
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| 'Cause my baby done left me for a fast-talkin' man
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| But I am bound and determined get her back if I can
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| I’m gonna jump a freight yeah yeah
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| I just can’t wait to get her home
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| Well bye-bye Mississippi and a-so long cotton fields
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| I told my baby not to but she went against my will
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| Went for all that trash 'bout them big city lights
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| Now she’s a-rollin' hard direction, told her everything’ll be alright
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| I’m gonna jump a freight yeah yeah
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| I just can’t wait to get her home
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| A-mister GG-driver you can make an extra ten
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| If you pour on the steam and make this train run like the wind
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| 'Cause I got to get to L.A. 'fore the sun goes down
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| I’ll be sniffin' for my baby like a hungry bloodhound
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| I’m gonna jump a freight yeah yeah
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| I just can’t wait to get her home
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| Oh won’t’chu come on home now?
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| You know that I’ve been a-waitin' for a long long time
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| Gonna get her back where she belongs
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| I said I’ve been a-waitin' for a long long time
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| Gonna get her back where she belongs
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| Oh come on home now!
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| Won’t you come on ho-o-ome? |